ECHOES
A piano going “Blink, blink,
blink” -
a cold silver butter knife like
blinking sound going through
open autumn afternoon windows ….
A bowling ball rolling down
a well waked wooden floor, but it
only hits 9 pins - leaving one
standing ….
A car horn beeps, “Beep! Beep!
Beep!”
It’s from the angry driver
in the car right behind my car ….
I’m too slow for her - I guess ….
As I’m aging I’m hearing
more and more echoes of
anger and anxiety ….
I guess I’m getting too slow
for too, too many people.
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2019
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